3. Chapter 3

My heart grew at an unsteady pace. Harry's chuckle filled my ears as he pressed kisses down my neck causing a small moan to escape my parted lips. Harry smirked against my neck "Mmm you like that baby?" My eyes fluttered shut and his hands moved down my waist pulling me closer to him. His lips left my neck causing a small sigh of relief. But right then a gasp fell from my lips as Harry pushed me against the brick wall.

"Don't leave me like that again" Harry's green eyes burning into mine. I attempted to push Harry away but he grabbed a hold of my wrists and pressed them the wall. I let out a whimper as Harry leaned closer to me.

"Your mine" Harry smirked. His hands brushed towards my cheek making me shudder. "So innocent" he smirked, showing his dimples on either side of his cheeks. He leaned in closer, his tender lips towards the mark he left last night. I winced in pain as Harry pushed his lips making sure to not suck so hard on the bruise. I bit back on my bottom lip to suppress the moans that were trying to escape. His hands trailed to the lower part of my back making tiny circles with him thumb. My breathing trembled as he moved up behind me ear. "H-harry, please" I begged. The only response he gave was a low chuckle. "I see you don't like to do it in public" he mumbled against my neck. "Later then" a smirk curved at the corners of his pink lips as he pulled away. I looked back up at him, his height looming over mine. Fear filled my eyes as Harry scanned over me, a smile plastered on his face. "Let's go love?" he finally said taking my smaller hand in his.

"Don't want you to go missing again" he winked. I didn't say anything just nodded and followed Harry. Harry's grip tightened around my hand as we made it out the alley and into the London streets. He always looked back at me as I clumsily trailed behind him, my hand still glued to his. We walked past the park. Fuck, where was he taking me? My heart thudded as he started walking faster, pulling me closer to him. i had to do what he told me to do because I knew one way he was gonna find me again. He squeezed my hand making me loose my train of thought. My eyes trailed to Harry. His green eyes kept looking straight ahead but for some reason they drew me closer to him. His perfect jawline making me take a second look. I shook my head and trailed up to his lips. Those perfect pink, plump lips that he occasionally licked seething his upper teeth into the bottom one making butterflies fill my stomach. No. He's a murderer for fuck sake. Don't fall for him Marissa. I quietly sighed and tried to walk with the fast pace Harry was going. I let go of Harry's hand making him glare at me.

"My hands were getting wet" I replied to his stare while wiping my hands on my blouse.

Harry let out a throaty chuckle "I can make you wet somewhere else" he winked.

I rolled my eyes in disgust and interlocked our arms instead. Harry took this as open option to pull me closer to him so are bodies were touching. I bit down on my bottom lip to ease my anger that would turn into 'bad language'.

"Where are you taking me?" I blurted out.

"Now if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"Harry smirked back at me.